home! sweet home!

Home!Sweet Home!-Katherine Jenkins
Written by ：Sir Henry R
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
Be it ever so humble theres no place like home
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there
Which seek throthe world is neer met with elsewhere
I gaze on the moon
As I tread the drear wild
And feel that my mother
Now thinks of her child
As she looks at that moon
From our own cottage door
Throthe woodbine whose fragrance
Shall cheer me no more
As she looks at that moon
From our own cottage door
Throthe woodbine whose fragrance
Shall cheer me no more
Home home sweet sweet home
Be it ever so humble
Theres no place like home